Rock n' roll unchained a nation and revolutionized radio and the record industry, not to mention the motion picture business.

There's nothing new about the government protecting corporations and calling it the freeing of the world or bringing democracy to bereft nations.

I have come to regard November as the older, harder man's October. I appreciate the early darkness and cooler temperatures. It puts my mind in a different place than October. It is a month for a quieter, slightly more subdued celebration of summer's death as winter tightens its grip.

I'm not in a position where I get to pick and choose roles. I usually go on auditions in long lines and embarrass myself in front of casting directors, and with a lump in my throat and my ears burning, I walk past reception and smirking actors as I go to the parking garage and go back on the highway.

What goes best with a cup of coffee? Another cup.

To this day, my haircut is the number two clippers, which I apply to myself every month.

And I love the hate mail I get, the unsigned, misspelled letters I get telling me to go back to Russia or wherever.